Dream
I see. I feel. touching my world trying to return to the wonder. Nothing is new
anymore. Where did the wonder go. I look for the dreams that have long gotten
me through. Where is the point. I tire so easy. I pull forward just to be thrown back
to the begining. I rest to go on. There seems to be no way out. So I seek. The
answers that were once so simple. I miss the things that were once so simple.
Where did the joy go.
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